Monday, August 9th. 8:37 A.M.
Yawwwwn...
He flipped over on the bed, to turn and see George, already awake, beside him. His hair was still messy, and his shirt was wrinkled, most likely a combination of what happened last night and him rolling around in his sleep.
"Finally awake?" He asked, still having that deep morning voice that he admired, so, so much. Usually, he didn't get to hear it because of the different times that they woke up, but he lucked out today. Either George woke up early, or he woke up later then usual. He rubbed his eyes, and responded with a quiet "Yeah...!"
"Good morning, boy. How'd you sleep?"
"Good, Thank you for asking! What about you?"
"Pretty well. Last night... tired me out, you could say." He chuckled.
"Whadda ya say Dunkin' for breakfast? My treat."
"That sounds great! I'm so exited!"
"Well, what are you waiting for? C'mon, get up!" He said, smiling.
"Alright!" He rolled out of bed, happy to begin the day. The sun was shining, and the birds were singing. It was another great day for him, and it hadn't even started yet.
END
(The next story parts won't be so short, this is just to set the scene / give an idea of what the story is going to be like)
